Imagines...

Imagine crying tears of joy the first time I seen my twins after they were born and how at 14 weeks early they looked perfect to me. The nurse taking care of your girls though is trying to console you and just can't understand how I can be happy.

Imagine after years of infertility...not taking drugs and having identical little angels... how I could not be happy they had made it that far.

Imagine at 13 weeks bleeding and in the ER certain your were miscarrying and them making you sit in the waiting room cramping because they are too busy for you right now and the person sitting next to you has two children under 3 and one of the little girls keeps wanting you to hold her.

Imagine you letting a stranger in a ER who is crying hold your child.

Imagine in a weird way it kept you calm till you were finally called back and discover you are not miscarrying.... you have placenta previa and are carrying twins.

Imagine that was my 3 ultrasound and the head of radiology wanted to do a ultrasound himself since they couldn't believe I was carrying twins when my earlier ultrasounds they couldn't tell.

Imagine when we found out we were pregnant they told us they thought it was a tubal and be prepared for that.

Imagine when they found out it wasn't a tubal and they still told you to prepare to miscarry.

Imagine when I told my DH I was pregnant...they thought it was a tubal...me bawling and him kissing my face all over so happy because he was convinced if we were pregnant once...we could get pregnant again and that this was a good sign.

Imagine 7 months after my 26 weekers turned one...they were both walking...talking....laughing...playing...and I gave birth to a 7 1/2 pound baby boy who after being home only a week was hospitalized for severe jaundice for 5 days and I thought my heart would be broken for the rest of my life.

Imagine being wrong....and my heart never being so full....

Michelle Mommy to Meg, Kaci, and Clay